[Verse 1: MGD]
Now just because I drops my shit slow and then sink with the beat
These niggas think I`m coming incomplete
But when I put that shit in Flipmode, they start running from the squad
You a busta, not Busta Rhymes so how you hard
I got that rabbit in a hat trick
That make `em step back shit
That game to make your girl turn into a track bitch
Plus, I can run it like a freaky do
And get nasty with just like a freaky hoe
And put every motherfucker on the flo`
And have them go like he a nigga what
I`m a make y`all bounce with it
Hit the green, then blow on an ounce with it
Hit the flo, with the folks on Georgia Bows, nigga while y`all bounce with it
No doubt, I just wanna turn it out
Keep bringin that shit from the dirty south
You don`t know me boy, better watch your mouth
I`m MGD, hell you talkin `bout
Nigga please, you better freeze, hit your knees
Cause you don`t want damn near none of these
I know about, then on a lot of ki`s
With more rhyme than smokes on a hundred D`s
Nigga, me and my folk gone stick together
When we come to a hole we gone hit together
We gone talk that same bullshit together
Then jump down on the same hill together, nigga what
[Chorus 4x]
Nigga, me and my folk gone stick together
When we come to a hole we gone hit together
We gone talk that same bullshit together
Then jump down on the same hill together
[Verse 1: Thug Dogg]
My nigga Mike called me and told me what was going on
Y`all actin like some hoes with the beatin, fucking sin hoes
C`mon and get it while I wanna give it to you
Before I hit the block with the ?? sendin the hundred tips to you
I knew y`all niggas was cowards
Ain`t got no heart till you gets the power
But cocaine won`t stop you bitches from feeling pain
Say my name, Thug Dogg
Don`t you feel a little bit sober
Make you wanna stop pickin up busta`s
Nigga wanna get on ya hustle
Y`all know nothing about stars (waking up)
Boy get your front niggas (breaking up)
In halves, in the streets (shaking up)
Y`all bitch niggas just ain`t take enough
Y`all makin us wanna ride on this mari- now slide over
Find out where the lab you stayin, with the fucking straps on you
I`m in it by myself, don`t need no help, now dig on we`ll be there
Heard you got them ki`s ??? now you got tied to the chair
Where they at? Where they at? Over there? Over there? Okay we outta here
I`ve been waiting on the motherfucking lick
like this right here for a couple of years
[Chorus 4x]
[Verse 2: MGD]
Let`s get on a fifth of page
Comin bigger than the hips on a glove range
Hittin harder than a motherfucking twelve gauge
Now they want some of that dirty sawed off
But fuck y`all niggas ain`t had enough
By yourself, y`all look ready to bust
Now whatcha did we ain`t trip, nothing to discuss
Which one of y`all hoes wanna fuck with us
But you a soulsin nigga, opposin nigga
When the time due on the murder, on the hold nigga
Come straight out the junk on the boating nigga
Ain`t damn y`all hoes holdin what
[Verse 2: Thug Dogg]
I either be fucked with, fucked up, or even fucked around with
If you lookin for a steady go at it ass whupping, you found it
All that mean reppin, all that fake thuggin, that don`t mean shit
Nigga see me bust your ass, my nigga, you ain`t seen shit
And y`all be running around this motherfucker
talkin bout y`all wrong and y`all right
Flexing all that bling bling, knowing y`all ain`t got it
Fuck that dark shit, you can come with, that`s all we waiting for
So when you see my dog, nigga you know it`s the best hoe
[Verse 3: MGD]
Whoa now, Godby Road, Simpson Road, Adamville
If you ain`t from where I`m from, then you don`t know how I feel
[Chorus repeat till fade]
